Holden turned 2 months yesterday and he just keeps growing. He smiles all the time and is just such a good little baby…as Chuck mentioned below he has already slept through the night. It took Colin 16 months to master that. Look at his cute little smile:
We are going to his 2 month check up on Thursday and I am betting he is over 13 lbs and probably around 24 inches – we will see.
We were busy over the weekend (which was BEAUTIFUL – sunny 80) trying to clean our house and as you can see it needed it:
It is very hard to get anything done with 2 kids, but we managed to make a dent in the mess and then treat ourselves to dinner at Zingermans – and of course a little ice cream treat for Colin and parents 
Holden logged a solid 7 hour stretch of sleep last night, from 10pm to 5am, and Jess and I were smart enough to sleep at the same time.
It’s a momentous occasion in any parent’s life, so I just had to post about it (we’re also looking back at blog posts about Colin from the early months for the sake of comparison, but sadly we didn’t start blogging until he was 5 months old, so we need a good log of when this stuff happens…just in case).
I just have to write a quick blog about Colin at the mall today. We were in the baby gap and they have a table with crayons/paper. Colin befriends this girl who I would say was about 8 years old. He is asking her to draw shapes for him, circle, diamond, etc…I heard him mention hexagon and the girl stared at him. So then he says “Draw a rectangle for me.” She repeats the word rectangle, pauses and looks up in the air obviously thinking “hum, rectangle, what does that look like again…” – so not the sharpest tool in the shed. After a few seconds she decides to draw a heart instead. Colin looks at her, with disbelief, and says “No, that’s not a rectangle, thats a heart.” He keeps staring at her, obviously wondering what is going on and why she doesn’t know what a rectangle is and then decides he is finished asking for more shapes.
Immediately after that in the next children’s store, while I was trying to pay he began to throw all the folded clothes off the table onto the floor and got his friend Sierra to start doing the same…
I am working on organizing all our digital photos (in my spare time) and wanted to post a few recent pics. Above is one of the first decent ones I have of me, Colin and Holden – up until this point I don’t think I had actually blow dried my hair since Holden was born.
Here is my chubby little boy – Holden just keeps packing them on and looking cute. He is sleeping better now that we have started swaddling him again – and he will sleep by himself, instead of on top of us – yeah!
Colin and his pajamas are a constant battle – in the morning he refuses to take them off and before bed he refuses to put them on. Lately he has discovered that he can take his pants off for nap time, so today after lunch he said “OK, time to go upstairs and take my pants off”
Of course, last but not least, our poor pup Sevi. She is doing great, cancer and all. She hasn’t changed much at all since we found out she had a tumor last summer. She jumps around like a puppy, but then pays for it later. She does seem a bit more stiff, but she is 12 years old now. From the look of the picture of her below I think she would vote for no more kids for our family…this picture was taken right after Colin crawled over her to turn on the Curious George soundtrack for the 100th time.
The other day I went to Target to buy Colin rain boots. He didn’t like the blue ones, in fact he didn’t really want any at all – but he did want the rake and shovel that matched these boots. So I ended up getting them. I brought them home and Chuck said they were too girly (I think they are unisex). I put them into the car to return.
Well the next day I had to take Colin to the doctor and he would not get his shoes on or get in the car (you would think I could overpower a 26 pound 2 year old but he is amazingly strong and squirmy) – so I put him in the car without shoes and said we would put them on when we got there. Of course I forgot to bring any shoes with us, I saw the boots and I put them on him, planning on only walking into the dr. and then returning them…but he scuffed them all up, so now they are his rain boots and Chuck still thinks they are girly.